Page 36 of Mutual Obsession (Rivals of Blackthorn #2)

Indie nods as she shuffles purposefully on his lap, pulling a groan from him, as she grinds against his length, making it clear she’s done talking. She wants to listen to my instructions.

With a smirk and a raised eyebrow, I challenge Jacob. “Now, do you want to keep talking, or are you going to do as I tell you?”

Even though I was talking to Jake, Indie responds eagerly, and I struggle not to smile at how fucking gorgeous she is. “I’ll do as I’m told, Sir.”

“Good girl,” I tell her, loving the way her emerald eyes darken with desire on hearing my praise.

She doesn’t even wait for Jacob to respond, she turns back to face him and smashes her lips against his. With one hand on the back of his neck, and the other laced through his dirty-blond hair, Indie devours Jake, kissing him in the most passionate way.

Jacob’s hold on Indie tightens, and I watch with rapt attention as he rocks his hips up into her, pulling her tight little body down against his hard length, as their mouths battle for dominance.

My cock throbs painfully as one of Jake’s hands trails underneath Indie’s T-shirt, dragging his nails over the pale skin on her lower back. He swallows her moans as he holds her close, no doubt eager to explore her body more.

As his hand gets higher, I interrupt them with a stern, “Stop!” They both break apart, panting frantically as they stare at me in bewilderment. “Indie, stand up.”

She does as she’s instructed straight away, and Jacob moans from the loss of her warm body against his. His cock is straining to get free, causing a large tent in his sweatpants.

“Take off your clothes, leaving on just your underwear,” I instruct.

Dee doesn’t hesitate. She keeps her eyes fixed on me the whole time as she pulls her T-shirt off, then her leggings. Once she’s down to just a white lace bra and matching french knickers, I almost lose the last part of my self-control.

I want to reach out and touch her, but I can’t. My body might be ready, but my mind isn’t, and it wouldn’t be fair to her to get into this without having that much needed conversation first. But that doesn’t mean I’m walking away either.

I see the way Jake is running his hungry gaze over her body, looking at her the same way I am, like he wants to devour every inch of her, savouring it all. When he catches me staring, he meets my gaze unashamedly, not turning away. He lets me see exactly how he feels, knowing it’s replicated in me.

My smirk grows as I issue him with a challenge. “Take your clothes off too, Pretty Boy.”

Jake’s eyes light up, and he slowly stands, his gaze never leaving mine as he begins to remove his clothes, not stopping until he’s wearing just a pair of black boxers.

I’m sure he can see the passion in my eyes, no matter how much I try to keep my emotions off my face. I’m itching to drag my fingers over his flesh, to feel along his rippling abs, until I get to the edge of his boxers, and I have to clasp my hands into fists to keep them where they are.

“You can kiss again,” I tell them, my voice deep and raspy.

Jake doesn’t take his eyes off me, as he reaches out and pulls Indie into his arms right in front of me. Their hands trail over each other in the exact way I had been fantasising about just moments before, driving me fucking crazy as their kiss deepens.

As Jake’s thumb brushes over Indie’s lace-covered nipple, she moans loudly. “Does that feel good, Gorgeous Girl?” I ask, watching as she smiles against Jake’s lips at my use of her nickname.

“Yes,” she breathes when Jake moves his lips to her neck, freeing up her mouth.

“Her nipples are very sensitive, Jake. Why don’t you take off her bra and see for yourself?” I’ve not even finished my sentence, and he’s reaching around to unclip her bra, more than happy to follow this instruction.

Jake throws her discarded bra onto the floor, not bothered where it lands, as he’s too busy sucking one of her nipples into his mouth, using his thumb and finger to tweak the other.

Her loud moans fill the room, and I watch in fucking awe as Dee arches her back, presenting her chest to him. He alternates between licking, sucking, and nibbling on one, while flicking, squeezing, and tugging on the other, before swapping over again.

He keeps this up until Indie is a gasping, moaning mess, lost to Jake’s assault on her tits. She occasionally tries to reach down to grab his cock through his boxers, but he manages to step away from her, forcing her to focus on how he’s making her feel.

When Indie reaches down towards her own knickers, I know how desperate she must be, so I take pity on her and give her what she wants.

“Jake,” I say, watching with a smirk as he pulls his mouth off her nipple with a pop. “Take off her knickers.”

He drops to his knees, hooking his fingers in the waistband at the same time. He looks up at Indie from down on the floor, and keeps his heated gaze on her, as he pulls her damp knickers down.

With a wicked grin on his face, Jake throws her white lace knickers over to me, and I can’t help but groan as I catch them, feeling how dripping wet they are.

My dark eyes are fixed on his, my cock twitching in my jeans as I give him the instructions I wish I could do. “I want you to taste her, make her fall apart on your tongue.”

Jake’s wicked expression makes my stomach flip, and heat rushes through my veins like lava, setting my nerves on edge. He then turns that look on Indie, whose eyes widen as he wraps his arms around her arse, pulling her close until her pussy is in line with his eyes.

He lifts one of her legs and hooks it over his shoulder, before wrapping his hands around her arse again to keep her steady. She rests one arm on the back of the sofa for stability, and the other she threads into Jake’s hair.

After one last glance at me, Jake dives into her pussy, dragging his tongue through her slit. He uses his tongue expertly, paying particular attention to her clit, flicking over it in just the right way to drive her wild.

Indie squeezes her eyes closed as the grip she has on his hair tightens to the point it must be hurting him, but still Jake continues with his assault. Indie’s moans and whimpers turn to cries of pleasure when he hits the right spot, causing her to rock against his face.

“How does she taste, Pretty Boy?”

He pulls back just enough to respond. “Fucking devine,” he mutters, and the vibrations of his voice draw out a deep groan from Indie.

“Does it feel good, gorgeous girl?”

She nods, her gaze fixed on mine, but she’s so lost in the sensations, she can barely even see me. She looks almost high, like she can’t get enough. “It is really good, Sir. He’s making me so wet.”

Jake groans when he hears that, and my dick is aching so much it’s almost fucking painful. “Jake, I want you to take your cock out right now. Wrap your hand around it and start stroking yourself. I want you to imagine it’s my hand there instead of yours.”

Jake does as he’s told, not missing a beat as he continues to lick and suck Indie’s clit, whilst wrapping his other hand around his large cock. I have to bite my lip and pull on the last of my strength not to join them when I see the pre-cum leaking from Jake’s tip.

I watch in fascination as he pulls his fist from the base to the tip, swiping his thumb over the pre-cum as he twists his hand around the head, before dropping back down the shaft to start again. His head is purple and angry, dripping pre-cum, looking desperate for release.

I glance up to see Indie watching him, too. Although her eyes seem vacant, and roll every so often when he nibbles on her clit in the most perfect way, she still can’t seem to drag her eyes away from where Jake’s wanking himself.

I squeeze my cock through my trousers, desperately trying to ease some of the ache that’s only getting worse the longer I watch these two fucking gorgeous people.

Jake lets out a low groan, which pulls a moan from Indie as he vibrates against her. “Does that feel good?” I’m not asking anyone in particular, but I smirk when they both reply.

“So fucking good,” Jake groans.

“Yes. Oh… Oh, shit. It feels so amazing,” Indie stutters, her eyes fluttering as her hold on Jake’s hair tightens and she rocks against him.

“Are you getting close, Dee?”

She nods, her mouth falling open in bliss. “So close.”

“You haven’t forgotten the rules, have you?”

Her eyes snap open to meet mine, and although she appears startled, she shakes her head. “No, Sir. I won’t come without your permission.”

Jake flicks his gaze over to me, looking confused, but I wave him away. “Keep licking and sucking, Pretty Boy. I want you to tell me what it feels like when she comes all over your mouth.”

Spurred on by my dirty words, he licks and sucks at her with a renewed fervour, as the speed he’s pumping his cock with also increases. It doesn’t take long for Indie to get close to the edge, and I can tell her orgasm is imminent by the way she pleads with me, using her eyes first.

I hold firm, letting her know she needs to use her words like always. Her eyes roll as she throws her head back, crying out in pleasure.

“Oh, shit. Please, Sir… Please, I’m so close. Sir, please, can I come?” she begs, grinding against Jake’s face.

He doesn’t stop his attack on her sweet cunt, but his eyes flick over to me almost in wide-eyed wonder at how fucking gorgeous this girl sounds when she begs.

I don’t need him to tell me. I almost come in my fucking boxers, watching the two of them together like this, hearing them talk dirty for me.

Indie’s leg is wobbling, and her hold on both the sofa and Jake are the only thing keeping her upright, as she’s so lost to her passion. “You can come, Gorgeous Girl, but keep your eyes on us.”

She looks down at Jake, smiling at him as he watches her fall apart while he devours her with his tongue. She then flicks her gaze over to me, her mouth falling open as her orgasm hits.